[Verse 1] Italianhippie in the room, forty-three and loving doom. Anime open on the screen, cat on the couch, I live that scene. I bought the ribs, I got the sauce, but June came in and took a loss. Cold rain tapping on my pane, like summer bailed and missed the train. [Pre-Chorus] I said, "Hey, sky, be cool" You said, "Nah, I set the rules" I’m shivering in my own damn town, with a sad little sun hanging upside down [Chorus] Summer, where you at? Summer, where you at? I got smoke and a grill, but the clouds say "nah" Summer, where you at? Summer, where you at? I want friends, I want fire, I want less gray sky blah [Verse 2] I text the crew, "Bring a chair," they text back, "Bro, the puddles there?" My cat looks wise, like, "Not today." Even my weed got something to say. I want a night by ember glow, slow talk, low lights, let the neighbors know we can laugh while the sparrows hide, and let the whole wet world slide by. [Pre-Chorus] But the wind keeps talking trash, and the forecast did me dirty fast I’m outside with a hopeful grin, then the rain starts winning again [Chorus] Summer, where you at? Summer, where you at? I got smoke and a grill, but the clouds say "nah" Summer, where you at? Summer, where you at? I want friends, I want fire, I want less gray sky blah [Bridge] So I’ll build my little flame, call it peace, call it weather game Cat on my lap, rain on the tin, I’m still alive, let the weird day spin Maybe summer lost the map, maybe it’s taking one big nap If the sky won’t play along, I’ll make my own backyard song [Chorus] Summer, where you at? Summer, where you at? I got smoke and a grill, but the clouds say "nah" Summer, where you at? Summer, where you at? I want friends, I want fire, I want less gray sky blah [Outro] Italianhippie, hold that line cold front, you can wait your time I’ll be warm in my stubborn soul with a cat, a match, and a weather troll
